The photographs over the last year said more than she could ever put into mere words. When she had left, her brother was a little twerp, hellbent on tormenting her days. When she had returned, he was a young man, still a little imp, but better at understanding how things had changed.
Her parents and her friends all welcomed her with open arms after being gone for such a long time, but she knew she had to get rid of all of them to go back and be where she truly belonged.
Squeezing lemons was easy. Squeezing the life from her eyes was a lot harder.
Squeezing out a lie of why his sister couldn’t make it down to dinner was difficult. Squeezing through the bars of the jail cell was even more difficult.
He was now a felon, but he could still lure women in with his smile and his subtle scent of lemons.
The planned expansion did not go as planned. Around every corner, another snag waited. Workers got hurt, plans got lost, people simply started to disappear. Still they pushed forward.
Despite the tragedy that surrounded the new building project, the foreman brought his daughter to work with him.
“Daddy,” she said, pulling on his sleeve as they looked out over the huge man made cavern deep into the earth. “The children want you to play with them too!”
An eerie chill crept up on him.
We all fall down!
